I do This to save Me from Insanity And Importantly
O God no Not this song again Not this same old melody Which bores me like forever On the road, pub, shops
I find it Hard Reading a Long paragraph Of nothing
Merely is the bread, wine and your… Your countenance, Your eyes and t… It works in harmony its your sense… The weariness is the achievement m… Its the effort of your pain all be…
For death will applaud to us and w… To thee not death.
Every forsaken days of the week, Every unfortunate month of the yea… I would arose from my own rest, lo… And i would sum the seconds, minut… To my rise or prime to my fall.
Tomorrow is a pretense Which you have to consciously Bel…
Turn my words to dust Turn from dust to dust Play my favourite type of blues Paint it from blue to blues Pour me a bottle of wine
I need to Get Myself a Typewriter It’s like
The blind goose with a solemn hear… White, pure and goes on and on and… But without the trails of the rest… All she ever sees was darkness, Darkness –this long parable and na…
Everything Hurts Immediately you Decided To
They are roaring And ready To go but My shoe Laces are still
You should see the sketch of sorro… You should see the pain written in… You should try to dig what is hidd… Can you not see how her eyes are t… When her brows flinches up and dow…
One will fail to believe, if not Seen or perceived, what solemnly; Another heart had muster Precariously, for intent or brief A talent titled grief.
Life is a maze and death Is the way out.